My World

I am a child’s eyes,

Deep brown

Filled with aspirations

 

I am a child’s eyes,

I sleep in the meadow

I drive a spaceship

I swing on vinesĀ in the Amazon

 

I am a child’s eyes,

I hold hands,

With everyone

At the same time,

Even my competitors,

While my eyes are wide open,

In my world

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